THE MINISTRY OF CULTURE OF THE RUSSIAN FEDERATION
WITH SUPPORT FROM SBERBANK
Wait!
Why are you running?
- We're late. - So what?
We're almost there.
Wait!
Wait for us.
Don't rush.
Dear friends and family members...
Today we say goodbye to our dear friend...
my long-standing comrade and colleague,
Vasily Kravchuk.
He died in the prime of his life.
Vasily was an excellent worker and an exemplary family man,
a happy father, grandfather and even great-grandfather.
Ah, even the baby is feeling this loss.
Cry, sweetie, it's all right.
IRINA PECHERNIKOVA VENIAMIN SMEKHOV
ANNA UKOLOVA
MUSIC BY ANTON SILAEV
DENIS BAUER COSTUME DESIGN: TATYANA DOLMATOVSKAYA
CINEMATOGRAPHY BY EVGENIY TSVETKOV
WRITTEN BY YULIA KOLESNIK AND ALEXANDR RUSAKOV
BASED ON A STORY BY YAROSLAVA PULINOVICH
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER VELESLAV MIKHAILOV
PRODUCED BY ALEXANDER KESSEL, RUSLAN SOROKIN, GALINA SYTSKO
EVGENY YASHUK AND GUILLAUME DE SEILLE
DIRECTED BY YULIA KOLESNIK
ELSA'S LAND
He borrowed some money from me once.
It wasn't much, but still...
who is supposed to pay it back? His grieving widow?
- To you, Vasily. - Don't hit the glass.
That's a woman's lot in life.
You become a widow before you know it.
I'm sure my Ivan will outlive us all, though.
He's strong.
Look at Zina.
It's been two years now,
and she's still mourning for her Slava.
Yes, I am, Lyuda. Yes, I am.
Now I must mourn my brother as well.
Oh, yes.
But you, my dear Elsa, are a woman of fortitude.
You'll get used to it.
Mm!
This is delicious!
Join the others at the table
and honor your granddad's memory properly.
I already did that, Mom.
I'm taking Martha for a walk.
Dasha, let me do it.
Oh, damn it!
Columbus, where are you going?
Oh, hi.
My sweet girl...
Thanks, but I don't need that.
Columbus!
- Good day. - Good day.
What have you got there?
All right...
Columbus, fetch!
Do you work in the circus?
Uh, no. Could you hold the baby?
♪ Is it really my fault? ♪
♪ Is it really my fault that I love him? ♪
♪ Is it really my fault ♪
♪ That my voice was trembling ♪
♪ When I was singing for him? ♪
♪ Is it really my fault ♪
♪ That my voice was trembling ♪
♪ When I was singing for him? ♪
Olya, you've gotten so big!
I got big 45 years ago, Uncle Kolya.
When can we finally marry you off?
Vasily spoiled you all the time, that's why you're so stubborn.
Kolya, please, leave her alone.
Vasily loved her more than life.
That's right.
Who else can love her like that?
♪ He kissed and hugged me ♪
♪ Saying that I would be his ♪
♪ And I believed him... ♪
- Your granddaughter? - Great-granddaughter.
- Ah, that's nonsense! - Not at all!
- Thank you so much. - Always happy to help.
My name is Leonid Viktorvich.
And yours?
What?
My name's Leonid Viktorvich.
You were singing in German just now, weren't you?
It's not against the law, is it?
What does it matter what language I sing in?
It's not against the law.
Sing whatever you like.
Are you here visiting?
No. I bought this house.
We're gardeners now, Columbus and I.
Well, I better get going.
Could you tell me your name?
Elsa Gendrikha.
Oh, what a remarkable name.
Sure, quite extraordinary.
Here, take this.
Just in case. Do you know how to use it?
All right.
Goodbye.
Farewell, Miss Elsa!
You're going through a rough time, grandma.
Try to watch more TV, relax, go for walks.
If you feel too tired to work on your garden,
we'll help you with groceries.
Okay, Dasha.
Olya, you better get going.
Don't you have work tomorrow?
They gave me some days off, remember?
Olya, Olya.
- You coming? - No, I'm staying with Mom.
Hmm.
Elsa, dear...
Dasha...
D-Dasha...
- Uncle, stop it. I'll see you out. - Ah!
Elsa...
Hang in there, hang in there.
- All right, Kolya, let's go. - I'll be back soon.
Thank you.
All done. Let's go.
Bye-bye.
Goodbye.
Bye-bye, grandma!
are you okay, Mom?
Could you help me?
- Where do you want to put it? - There.
- Too much sunlight. - Well, that can't be bad.
If you decide to put it back, don't do it by yourself.
If you need any help, just tell me.
It's gonna be hard for you now, without Dad.
Our tower of strength is gone.
Let's have breakfast.
Hello, Columbus.
Good morning!
Here, this is yours.
- Okay. - Goodbye.
Why do you keep running away from me?
I've gotta go to rehearsal.
Lyuda will kill me if I miss it.
Rehearsal?
We have a choir.
- Lyuda is running it. - Uh-huh.
- And she is... - ...a psychopath?
No, it's just that we all have to be there.
Otherwise...
I'm late already!
Now, cheeks, cheeks, dome...
Smile, and...
No, no, no, that's not singing, you sound like cats.
What are you doing?
Where is the joy? Where is the "felicità"?
Ivan, why are you...?
Oh!
Look who's decided to show up!
The prodigal daughter returns!
Hello, Lyuda.
Hello, girls and Ivan.
To what do we owe this honor?
Well, I've just come to rehearse.
Why didn't you come before?
- I was sick, Lyuda. - Sick, huh?
Yes, the girls here told me how sick you were.
They saw you walking around town near some fountain!
No, no, no, I simply went to the pharmacy.
- Ah, the pharmacy! - Yes, yes, the pharmacy.
Why you don't go back to the pharmacy?!
We don't need you. We'll put up a good show.
Lyuda, wait a minute. Please, forgive me. Lyuda!
Forgive me, girls and Ivan.
Forgive me.
Back off!
I HAVE BETRAYED ART
That's it.
Okay, let's continue. What's wrong?
Lyuda, I'm sorry, but I'm not feeling well.
Can I go?
Of course you can, no problem.
Go visit the grave, cry a little. It'll make you feel better.
It's good to let it out, am I right, girls?
- All right, you're in. - Yes!
And...
Mom?
- How much do I owe you? - Thirty-two.
Here you go.
How can I help you, Elsa?
- What do you need? - Thank you.
I don't know, Marina.
I want something...
with heels.
Elsa!
Get those.
I'm wearing them myself. They're comfortable and affordable.
And they're made locally, not in China.
- Right, Marina? - Right!
Well, thank you.
But I need heels.
Her husband was just buried...
and she's out and about buying a pair of new shoes.
Your brother is probably turning in his grave right now, Zina.
Give me a can.
Wait! Hey! Wait!
Your carriage awaits, my lady.
I'm thrilled.
Just a second. Your change.
Where are you off to, Mom?
We're out of powder.
What powder?
Detergent.
It's a new collection.
Made in Italy. Lucio Fabiani.
Real leather, hand-made.
- How much? - 20,000 ₽.
- Hi, grandma! - Hello, Dasha.
Do you happen to know where I could buy...
some good, inexpensive shoes?
Well, you could buy them online.
I don't know how. Could you help me?
Of course! But not now. I'm going to the gym.
Yes, let's do it tomorrow. I love you. Bye-bye, my dear.
- What? - Let's go.
What's going on?
Nothing.
Oh, hello.
Hello.
Is that your great-grandson?
I don't know why I bought it.
I always wanted one, but my husband was always against it.
He's cute, isn't he?
Yes, he is. A handsome fellow.
Right?
Don't just stand there. Sit down.
Thank you.
I can take it from here. It's not too far.
No way, it's really heavy.
Don't worry, I'll manage.
You need to go feed your dog.
Elsa...
Would you like to come in the house?
It's improper. I'm a widow.
I'm a widower too.
- For how long? - Three years now.
Three days for me.
Well, you can come in anyway.
I'm not asking you out on a date.
You could help me to plant these roses.
- I don't know how to plant roses. - Me neither.
Then why did you buy them?
They're beautiful.
Come visit me sometime.
I mean it.
Hello, sweetie, hello.
Hi, Mom! What's with all that mess outside in the garden?
I picked up Dad's clock from the repair shop.
Where did you put his portrait?
I put it away so the flies won't touch it.
What flies, Mom? There aren't any.
The funeral was only a few days ago,
and you're acting like he never existed.
Of course he existed. Don't make a mess.
Where is Dad, Mom?
Drawer.
The middle one.
I'll take you with me. Will you come live with me?
Yes, I will!
Are you crazy, Mom?
- Is anyone home? - Who's that?
Hello! I finally found the place!
- Hello! - Hello.
What's going on?
- Here you go. - They're for me.
- Ah. - Thanks.
I brought your mother some wonderful shoes.
Are you completely out of your mind?
- Come on, they're very nice shoes. - Stay out of this!
Why do you need them? And with heels, no less.
For garden work?
For choir rehearsal.
I've had enough of this.
You've gone crazy!
Let's go, Dad.
They really suit you.
The train is about to leave.
Off you go, then, "train."
Mom, it's me!
Mom!
Hmm! Hi, there.
I saw this fountain in town today...
This tea is very nice.
It's just an ordinary fountain,
but in the evening, it sings!
What does it sing about?
I don't know, I didn't hear it.
Want some cake?
Okay, if you say so.
- But what do you say? - All right.
That one, please, the one with the rose.
Mom!
Are they looking for you?
Shh!
Mom!
Did you do something bad?
Shh!
Mom!
She's gone.
Oops, I ate your rose.
Don't worry about it. Everything was delicious.
Where are you going?
I have to leave.
Because of the rose? I'll bake you another cake!
Goodbye!
Mom?
Mom, where have you been?
I was at rehearsal.
Rehearsal? I ran all over looking for you.
Where were you, hmm?
Actually, running is good for you.
You're a doctor, you should know that!
I'm a paramedic.
Why did you come back?
Well, I'm worried about you, you know.
You're acting strange.
- Olya, do you know how old I am? - I do.
It's okay to be strange at my age.
You like her, don't you?
- Hello. - Hello.
- Okay, bye. See you! - Bye. See you!
I HAVE BETRAYED ART
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello.
- Do you want to join our choir? - Not exactly.
Well, Lyuda doesn't allow men to join.
Yes, no need to spoil it.
It's not that, no men want to join anyway.
But if they wanted to, she would let them.
That's Lyuda's husband.
- Is he Italian? - Italian? Why?
Well, "Felicità."
It was Lyuda's idea to torture herself and us with that song.
Actually, he wanted to translate the lyrics for us.
But we don't have a dictionary.
Maybe I could help him.
Oh! You speak Italian?
I don't have to, the song is about happiness!
Actually, I've been a widow for two years now.
- You surely don't look like one. - Hello.
Uh, would you like to join the choir, young man?
You must see me, then!
I'm in charge.
- Uh-huh. - Can you sing?
- Yes. - What do you sing?
Uh...
♪ A brown button lay on the road ♪
♪ Yet it went unnoticed in the dust so brown ♪
♪ And bare feet walked along that brown road ♪
♪ Bare feet, tanned feet, tramped along and passed ♪
I see. An amateur.
I was pleased to make your acquaintance, ladies.
Hi.
Goodbye.
- What's next? - What do you mean?
In that song. "Bare feet were treading"...
and then what?
Are you okay?
Sure. But where are we going?
You'll see!
I can carry you if you want.
Are you tired? It's not far now.
Not at all.
I'm strong.
I wonder where they're going.
Where, indeed.
Maybe home?
Maybe away from home.
It's as if someone is chasing them away.
- Here. - Thank you.
Help yourself.
Are you trying to fatten me up?
To lure you in.
You can't be fattened up. You're in great shape.
I took after my mother.
Although, after leaving the orphanage...
I started eating a lot.
Ah, the orphanage?
Do you need my whole biography?
I'm just trying to get to know you.
Before the war, my parents lived in the Volga region,
in Engels.
Martha and Heinrich Blumentrost.
They were sent here into exile in 1941.
I don't remember my Dad.
He was ill all the time.
When he died my Mom decided to return home.
But hen we arrived in Engels,
she was immediately arrested and I was put into an orphanage.
They released her a year later, and we came back here.
We didn't have...
anywhere else to go.
I don't blame anyone for what happened.
There's no one to blame anyway. It was that way back then.
Everyone betrayed each other.
It wasn't the era, it was the people.
What about you?
Do you have a similar story?
My freshmen year...
we worked at a potato farm.
And we went dancing every evening.
Uh...
There was a fight one night. With the locals.
I had this classmate, Vitya Karasyov.
He was a boxer. He used to compete professionally.
Obviously, he made mincemeat of the locals.
Then...
my Komsomol superiors asked me for an explanation.
I told them the truth.
And they took Vitya.
You told the truth, didn't you?
I did.
But I didn't tell them that the fight started because of me.
I decided to show off...
started dancing with all the local girls.
That's how it all started.
Vitya was...
he was protecting me.
But I didn't protect him.
Later, I found out...
his whole life had been ruined.
But enough sadness!
Let's go!
Thank you.
Oh, he's clearly made himself at home.
Your have a strong house.
Made to last forever.
If only you knew how much I hate this house.
Elsa...
Come by tomorrow.
We'll plant the roses.
I'll make us a curry.
What's that?
Oh, it's...
it's very tasty, very hot...
Will you come?
I will.
- Could you stop for a second? - Why?
I feel sick.
Sure, no problem.
We should've called first.
I don't want to surprise him.
- What if he's not at home? - We'll wait.
Just be straightforward. Say it as it is.
He said we could drop by.
Okay, okay, okay.
- Do you have your vitamins with you? - I do.
I'm sorry but your father isn't good at taking hints.
He's very direct.
When I have an opportunity, I'll tell him.
This is your opportunity.
We're cooped up in a two-room flat, while his three-room flat is empty.
He is actually renting it out.
He might as well rent out the two-room flat!
Oh! Hey, Dad.
Zhenya! What a surprise!
We're sorry for coming unannounced.
Zhenya.
- Hello. - I'm so happy to see you.
How are you doing?
I'm all right, follow me.
Guys, I've got an idea.
When the baby is born,
come here right away.
There's plenty of room for everyone.
That's a great idea.
But we won't be able to stay here for long.
Zhenya is working,
and I'd like to go back to work as soon as possible too.
Just today we were thinking about where to put the baby's crib.
Our flat is a bit too small. Isn't it, Zhenya?
Why four plates? Is someone else coming?
Yes, there's an extra plate.
Leave it there.
I'm going to introduce you to someone.
- Her name is Elsa... - Where did you find her?
I didn't "find" her. She just appeared.
Her surname is quite remarkable,
Blumentrost!
It means "comforting flowers."
Elsa!
May I introduce you?
- This is my son Zhenya. - Nice to meet you.
This is Lada, his wife.
- This is Elsa Gendrikha. - Hello.
Now, let's eat.
Before it gets cold.
Oh, it would be nice to have a drink to celebrate our meeting.
We should talk a little more first.
- Are you German? - Yes.
I had a schoolteacher like you. She taught German.
- Like me how? - Well, you know...
She would complain all the time.
We gave her a hard time.
She would complain to the principal,
but he wasn't crazy enough to help a fascist.
I'd say there's no smoke without fire. Stalin knew what he was doing.
Lada, what are you saying?
How dare you!
You have no idea what these people went through!
Dad, Dad, Dad, Lada is just watching too much TV, am I right?
Uh, Leonid's gonna be a grandfather soon.
- Speak for yourself, Zhenya. - I'd better go.
Don't go, please!
Stay, please.
Then we'll go.
Enjoy your time together.
You obviously don't care about your grandson.
Please excuse us.
I'm sorry.
I really am.
Zhenya, call me when you get home!
Rice, have some rice! Quickly, have some rice!
Don't eat it if you don't like it. I won't be offended.
No way!
It's so delicious, this...
curry!
I've never tried anything like this before.
- Thunderstorm! - Let's go inside!
It's so cozy in here!
Hey there.
You have a lot of flags, what do they mean?
Those are from places I've been to...
with my students.
No way!
I've worked as a Geography teacher for about 30 years.
These are places we went to.
Last year I was placed on the retired list...
Finita la commedia.
It feels so strange, not having to go to school in September.
I have nowhere to go, really.
What's up there?
An attic.
It smells like mice.
- Can you smell them? - Mm-hmm.
It's the perfect place for them.
Well, it was you who wanted to come up here.
It's like an orchestra.
I've never been in an attic.
Ever, in my life.
Can you believe it?
How come?
Well...
We lived in a greenhouse, there was no attic there.
Nor in the orphanage.
And then... I got married.
Did your husband forbid you from going into the attic?
Well, how can I say this...
He wouldn't have understood.
It's not that he was a bad person.
He was always kind to Olya, for example.
Just not to me.
We spent our whole lives living like strangers.
We never even kissed each other.
We forgot to plant the roses again.
Ivan!
Hmph!
Apparently, he was right to beat her...
in advance, so to speak.
When Slava died I couldn't get out of bed for two months.
- Have you chosen anything? - Show me those pots, please.
The thing is, Zina...
there's always been something about her
that attracted our men.
She was beautiful, that's all.
She was too approachable!
Beautiful, huh.
I was beautiful too,
but I never let a driver give me a lift!
And this one got into a car and got out of it pregnant, ha!
Remember Grisha? The deputy chairman of the farm?
He was always looking at me.
But I never turned my head in his direction.
Then how did you know he was looking, huh?
What do you mean how? How do people find out?
Actually, he's still looking at me.
Ah, it's an enamel pot.
Could be good for cabbage. How much is it?
He's 90 years old now, and can barely walk.
570 rubles.
So what? He's not blind.
Whenever I go past their house,
he has this special look in his eyes...
He looks at everyone.
It's too expensive, I won't buy it.
Maybe he does, but not the way he looks at me.
You don't know about these things, Marina.
She doesn't know a thing!
You get married first, have children,
- and then open your mouth. - Agreed.
- How can I help you? - Me?
Just a second.
I forgot why I came here.
Hello, girls.
- Hello there. - Hi.
What kind of woman our dear Elsa is!
What do you mean?
They're planting flowers in the garden!
Hello, Grisha.
Elsa, darling, what are you doing?
Can't you see, my dear Sophia?
We see everything.
But why are you planting flowers here,
and not on your husband's grave?
It's none of your business,
Lyuda...
where I plant flowers.
What's the matter with you? I'm being friendly.
She's always been touchy...
Oh!
Are you nuts?!
Run, girls! Quickly! Run! Run!
The water is ice-cold, you're gonna get sick!
Ah, it's ice-cold.
Kolya, why vodka?
It's not right for a commemoration meal.
It's fine if the deceased loved it.
Vasily treated vodka with respect.
Hello.
You're home now, Dad.
- Olya, get some glasses. - Mm-hmm.
Elsa, dear, why didn't you invite your new suitor?
Are you hiding him from us?
What suitor?
- Your aunt Lyuda's joking. - No, I'm not.
Why haven't you shared the news with your own daughter?
This is what women are like! As soon as you drop dead,
they find another man!
My Lyuda can't even walk calmly past Grisha's house.
She's always flirting!
Who is Grisha?
He's just an old fart.
His mind is almost gone, but Lyuda used to chase after him.
I did not! I did not!
Mom, what suitor are they talking about?
He's not my suitor. We are just good friends.
Oh, really?
The whole village is talking about
you going over to his house and kissing him over the fence.
- You did. - No!
- You did. - Leave me alone!
Actually, Grisha chased after me,
not after Lyuda!
Mom, what the hell are you doing?
Dad did everything for you. If it weren't for him,
you and grandma would've starved to death in your greenhouse!
Blumen-shlumen...
"Blumentrost."
Don't pretend to be a fool, Olya.
- Mom, stop it. - No one's talking to you.
What are you going to tell Masha about her great-grandmother, huh?
My daughter's name is Martha. Don't drag her into this.
I'm not! You see? You gave her that stupid name,
and I get the blame.
So that's why you bought those heeled shoes...
so you could run around like a slut, yes?
My God, why are you doing this to me? My own mother is a prostitute!
Hi.
Hey.
Elsa, what's wrong?
Olya called me a prostitute. In front of everyone.
They all think that...
the minute my husband was buried,
I started hooking up with someone.
What do they mean "hooking up"? Let's get married.
How can we get married?
Easily.
Elsa...
will you marry me?
- Marry you? - Marry me.
In the registry office?
In the registry office.
In a wedding dress?
Would you prefer to be naked?
No. I want a wedding dress.
To you, Vasily.
What?
I've just remembered something.
It was night, in winter, pitch dark.
Elsa was running in the cold, barefoot,
dressed only in her nightie.
And he was running after her, cursing.
Gosh, he was massive!
Vasily was an oddball, God rest his soul!
She used to make him so jealous!
Frankly speaking, Vasily was no gift.
He wanted a second child, and he didn't let her have it.
- Lyuda... - He told Ivan about it.
He told him all about it.
She got pregnant again and wanted to keep the baby.
Vasily said, "No way!" And hit her in the stomach.
He said, "No second child for you! Deal with it!"
These idiots can't wait. They're calling me in to work.
- Let's drink to my Dad. - Okay.
He loved Olya to pieces, though.
- Aunty Zina, let's drink. - All right.
- This is what I think, girls. - Let's go home.
You should mind your honor when you're young.
Later, when you're old,
there's no reason to hide your feelings.
If you get along, that's fine.
If you don't, break up immediately.
That's all there is to it.
Olya...
I'm getting married.
Dasha, wait!
Did you hear what she said?
You're always chatting about things with her.
And now she's getting married, at her age!
Mom, is it true what Lyuda said about grandpa beating grandma?
She says all kinds of things! Why do you listen to her?
Just tell me, Mom.
All right, I'll tell you.
Your grandfather was the best man...
Dasha, Dasha, let's go.
Just a minute.
And what was my Dad like? Where is he?
What do you want from me?
You've found your happiness. So go, enjoy your life!
I am happy, Mom. Happy as a pig in the mud.
What is it? Does he drink? Does he beat you?
Mom, stop it.
Don't tell me he's having an affair.
Not him!
Dasha, you better watch it.
There are very few men like Vadim.
Goodbye.
Please talk to your grandma!
Well? Can I have a look?
No!
No.
What kind of bride would I make...
I'm such a fool.
Is that your groom?
If you don't want him, I'll take him.
Sit down!
Sit down.
I'll bring you another one.
It's too bad Dasha can't see this.
Let's show her.
Ah, my muscles look great. That's it.
Grandma, it's pink!
You're getting married in a pink dress?
Dasha, take a photo of me. Come on. A good one.
- But it's too pink. - Do it properly.
Grandma, I adore you. You should be on Instagram.
Okay, let's see.
Oh, I like this one.
- That's hilarious, man! - What do you mean?
Send it to me so I can show the guys.
That's my grandma. She's getting married.
She's gonna die soon anyway. Why get married?
- You idiot! - What?
She looks like the queen of all grandmas in that dress.
- Mind your own business! - Why are you so mad?
Dasha, come on. Where are you going?
- Baby, come on. - Go train your muscles, "baby"!
Bye-bye.
Call me!
Hello! It's nap time. Please call back later.
- Hello. - Don't come in.
She's asleep.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Are you hungry? - Yes.
The food is still warm.
Just a little bit.
I'm not very hungry.
The girls and I went to a cafe after the gym.
I lost track of time.
- Have you eaten already? - Yes.
Dasha, Martha just cut her first tooth.
Don't worry, I got it.
It's really beautiful.
- Do you like it? - Mm-hmm.
I'll get you one.
We'll get on it and run away together.
We'll go see the world.
Where would you like to go? Warm or cold countries?
I don't know.
Great!
When we get home, we'll take out the globe.
You'll close your eyes, and choose a spot on it.
That'll be our starting point, okay?
And we'll have curry?
We'll have curry!
But it'll probably be very expensive.
Maybe.
We'll think of something.
Zhenya.
Zhenya, are you asleep?
What's up? Contractions? Give me a minute.
No, no, everything's fine.
We need to move to Moscow.
- Where? - Here.
I want to live here.
Look how beautiful it is.
We'll sell this flat, your father's flat...
Lada, we'll sell everything you want.
But let's get some sleep first.
Okay.
Zhenya!
Get up! Your father's gone mad! Read this.
He's gonna sell his flat!
Hello.
Dasha, please meet your future relatives.
Uh, I'm Zhenya, Leonid's son.
And this is my wife Lada.
- Nice to meet you. - Frankly, I can't say the same.
Why? What's wrong?
What do you mean what's wrong?
- Your grandma's getting married! - Well, yeah. In a pink dress.
They're in love, why can't they get married?
Agreed, it's just that, because of this love of theirs,
grandpa wants to sell his flat.
- Our house, too. - The house?
- Wait, let's have tea first. - I agree.
We are not here to drink tea. We should sort things out quickly.
Dasha, don't hold her like that. You're gonna drop her!
Daddy will come round soon to play with you.
My son-in-law will join us soon. It's a family affair, after all.
He's great.
Do you know what it's going to be?
A boy, of course.
- Let's get down to business. - Okay.
This is my suggestion.
We let them get married...
and we tell them, "Look, newly-old-weds."
"We booked you a trip to Turkey."
"Go there, relax. You don't need to sell the house or the flat."
- After that... - Wait a minute.
Are you saying that the money we've saved up for our baby
should be pissed away on your Dad's whim?
Lada, Lada, take it easy.
We won't be paying for all of it.
Each family can pay half.
- Dasha, get the door. - Just a sec.
Paramedics don't get paid much, you know.
I've got no money.
- Hi! - Hi.
What's going on?
Great!
In that case, just take your Dad back to the city!
Hello.
And what if your mother follows him
and moves into the flat with him?
- She's not that kind of woman. - Oh, really?
I know her type! A gold digger!
She looks like a sweet old lady,
but when she realized that widower had a flat and a house,
she immediately got into his bed! Blumentrost!
She wouldn't even take her shoes off in there.
Our house costs a lot more than your flat!
Oh, don't make me laugh.
Laugh all you want! Don't go into labor, though.
This peasant is trying to play boss with me!
Hey, watch it! Take a good look at yourself,
- You cross-eyed fool! - Let's not argue!
I'm not arguing! I'll just smear her on the wall!
- Oh really? Do it, then! Come on! - Lada, calm down. Let's go.
I dare you.
I'm really sorry.
- A trip to Turkey for that whore?! - Lada! Lada!
I'll do everything to keep your rotten family
away from my mother!
Lada...
I told you about the flat a hundred times!
I knew this would happen!
My father had already offered me the bigger flat.
But I refused, because it's not right!
Lada, Lada, wait!
Why do you need this flat, huh?
You're turning into God knows what!
What a bitch.
This is wrong, Olya.
You should leave your mother alone. Don't meddle in her life.
Mm-hmm.
And just give the house away?
That is my family's ancestral home.
You and Dasha could live there!
We live in the city, mom. We don't need it.
What do you mean you don't need it? It's for your children!
For Masha.
- It's Martha. - Martha, mom.
Okay, Martha.
I didn't expect this from you, Vadim. You should think about your family.
Judging by your words, you don't seem to care too much.
I do care, a lot more than you care about your mother.
So that's what you're like, huh? Trying to play both sides.
We don't need such men here. Dasha was right cheating on you.
Mom...
Don't "Mom" me.
Bad luck.
How long will it take?
Don't worry, it won't take long.
Enjoy the stars!
I'll put some music on, if you want.
You must be joking.
Olya...
Olya, why are you sleeping like that?
- I'll make a bed for you. - I must have drifted off.
Mom, please, sit down. Let's talk.
Let's put all of this behind us.
I'll get transferred here.
We'll live together.
We don't need anyone else, do we?
Mom...
What? I can't hug you now?
Others can, but I can't?
I don't understand, Olya.
Come on, Mom. Enough with these love games.
- You're not serious. - What do you mean?
This is serious.
It's what we've decided.
Ah, that's what you've decided. All right, then.
You'll start a new life!
Without me, Dasha or Masha.
Paradise!
Well, don't forget that this is my house too.
Dad built it for all of us.
But you decided to get rid of it without asking anyone!
You never loved me or Dad! Did you think I wouldn't notice?
- That's not true. - It is true!
- I loved you. - Mm-hmm!
I didn't love your father, but I did love you.
- And I still do. - What did you have against him?
Come on, tell your beloved daughter, eh?
What do you want me to tell you?
That he raped me?
That I got married because I was desperate?
Because I was German?
Because I was considered a whore? Because I wanted to have you?
Should I go on?
He beat me and broke my arm.
He didn't let me carry a second baby to term.
Should I continue?
Mom, how can you say such things about Dad?
Was I just too blind to see anything?
Thank God you didn't see it.
Actually, you're right, Olya.
I'm not selling the house.
I don't need it.
Burn it then!
Burn everything! Right now!
Burn it all if you don't need it! And burn me too!
Burn it! Burn it!
- Yes? - Hey, baby.
Where have you been?
Are you still mad because of your grandma?
Well, I'm sorry, it's my bad. Come see me!
Don't call me anymore.
"When I see you, when I hear you...
how weak I become!
Although I've lost freedom for ever, captivity is my heaven."
Where is Dasha? She said she would come.
Do you have a sedative?
Of course!
Armenian.
Better?
I'll have a couple of "pills" as well.
Now, let's go and get married.
Olya is here!
Hi newlyweds! Congratulations.
Tell me, what do you want from our family?
- Olya! - Hmm?
Shut up. Let's go, Leonid.
She's under your spell but I know what you're like!
Mom, you promised!
Don't worry about it, everything's okay.
You forced yourself on him, right?
- Only because of the money! - Please, ignore her.
Mom, listen to me. Don't do it, please!
Just get married already! Come on!
- What will you do then? - Lada!
- I won't let them do it! - Me neither!
Leonid, are you okay?
Yes, I'm fine.
- What is it? - Don't worry, I'm okay.
What? What? What?
Olya!
- Olya! - What?
He's not well!
- Dad! - What is it?
Don't lay him down. Do you have nitroglycerine?
How do you feel?
Kira, it's Olya Kravchuk.
Send an ambulance to the registry office.
Heart attack.
See? And you were worried that nobody would turn up.
It's okay...
Hello.
Hi, the reason I called you is this.
I got a referral for your Dad for treatment in a cardiology center.
Get the paperwork and take him there.
Come on, it's a good hospital.
Thank you.
Let's go, Olya.
Goodbye.
Olya.
Thank you.
Grandma.
What's wrong?
They won't let me see Leonid in the hospital.
Oh, grandma...
It's okay. We'll find a way.
Don't worry.
Come on, he'll get better, come back to you,
and you'll get married.
Grandma, please don't worry.
Here.
Everything will be okay. Trust me. He'll get well soon.
Where is Martha? With Vadim?
Grandma, we are living separately now.
Look, don't worry.
We'll think of something. Everything is okay.
I'm not worried. I'm not.
He was such a good guy.
Grandma, what's that got to do with anything?
I saw you with a young man.
Is it because of him?
Are you hungry?
Dasha.
Dasha...
- Don't you love him anymore? - I do.
Come here.
It's a wonderful clinic, you'll be up and about in no time.
Zhenya, where is Elsa? She's hasn't called or visited me.
Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, you're supposed to be avoiding stress.
Calm down.
Where's my phone?
Your phone is dead, Dad, come on, I'm gonna be late for work.
Call her at the clinic.
Zhenya, the bag.
Oh, yes.
Goodbye.
- Where are you going, ladies? - Pretend you know us.
What's taking so long?
- Grandma, where are you going? - Follow me.
- But he's on the fifth floor. - Follow me.
Careful here.
He was discharged today. His son came to pick him up.
Columbus!
Come here, sweetie.
That's good.
Let's feed you.
Eat, sweetie, eat.
Hello, Elsa, dear.
Hello.
Why did you stop attending rehearsals?
We have a performance coming up.
You got that sign ready for me?
Oh, come on.
Stop coming here.
You shouldn't do this.
Enough.
Let's go.
Everyone's waiting for you.
Let's go.
Hi there.
Hi.
- How long has she been asleep? - Five minutes.
You can go if you want. It's my turn.
Let me finish this, and I'll go.
What have you got there? A new project?
Yeah, it's a new design for a hospital.
Tiles, benches, street lights...
Wait, wait, wait.
Oh, Vadim!
We've been looking all over for him!
"Dear Leonid,
It's been ages since I wrote a letter,
so this might be pure nonsense.
But read it anyway, because it's important.
Columbus didn't come to me, even though I called him.
He's waiting for you at home.
I feed him, and visit him every day.
There are mice rustling in the attic.
I stayed late once and heard them."
Grandma, why are you writing him a letter?
Vadim will be there in two hours, you can talk on the phone.
A letter is better.
Dasha, you don't understand. You can reread a letter.
"I also went back to see the people on the rocks.
I think I understand now, no one's chasing them away.
They're simply walking together towards the sun...
towards happiness.
It would be great if they reached it, wouldn't it?
I'm waiting for you. And I love you.
It's very sad that we found each other so late.
But it's much better than not finding each other at all.
Your Elsa."
- Here you are. - Hello.
I can't believe this.
When will your family back off?
He needs peace. Do you understand?
Grandpa should avoid stress.
This is what your grandpa needs!
- Oh, no... - Lada, are you okay?
- Where's your husband? - At work.
Careful.
- You stay here. - Everything will be okay.
- Where is she? - She's in labor.
"My dear Elsa,
I'm so happy that you wrote to me.
I miss you so much. But never mind,
this stupid treatment will soon be finished,
and we'll be together again!
And if not, then I'll just run away from here!
Give Columbus some buckwheat porridge.
He loves it.
Don't give him sweets, even though he loves them too.
Eat them yourself.
Treat the mice kindly. It's merrier with them.
And give my regards to Ivan.
I hope he likes my translation of "Felicità".
Elsa, I love you so much.
When we go traveling, I will say these words to you every day.
And if we discover some new piece of land,
I'll name it after you,
Elsa's Land."
- Hello, Mom. - Hello.
What are you doing?
I'm just ironing my wedding dress.
I should try it on, by the way...
to see if I'm still slim enough to fit into it.
You're look beautiful, Mom.
Thank you, dear.
Zhenya called me today. Leonid's son.
What did he say?
- Lada gave birth to a son. - Wonderful.
Um...
And last night...
Leonid...
Forgive me, Mom, please.
It's all my fault.
I'll stay with you tonight.
No. There's no need.
Thank you for coming, Olya.
But I'd rather you go now.
Mom...
Please, leave.
♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ Shining like a star, it'll open your heart ♪
♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ Flowing like a song, it'll reach your heart ♪
♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ You just need to wait for it and be strong ♪
♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ I don't know when, but I'm telling myself ♪
♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ Only with you I forget about everything ♪
♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ Closer and closer I'm seeing your eyes ♪
♪ Happiness will come ♪ ♪ Happiness will come ♪
♪ Everyone who believes and is ready to wait ♪
♪ Who is ready to give their heart ♪
♪ They'll certainly find happiness on their way ♪
♪ Give me your hand ♪
♪ And we'll walk this path together... ♪
Elsa!
Leonid?
Elsa, I ran away!
I told you we'd run away together.
Let's go!
- Let's go! - Where?
What do you mean where? To look for your land.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF LEONID SMIRNYAGIN
A SPUTNIK VOSTOK PRODUCTION